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Amanda
Melbourne    There's a language in the way heartstrings get tickled.
LN
LN
I am all of nature’s catastrophes in the shape of a woman.
SG Holter
Fenstad, Norway.    Norwegian. Construction worker at daytime. Poet, musician and artist at night. All poems are the original works and property of © S.G. Holter, unless otherwise …
Hannuh Jacey
26/F/Phoenix    ...And all the world's a stage. www.pretendstorytellers.com
Jo de Guzman
Dvo Phil    I’m like an unsealed mystery box, myterious in some ways, but I reveal bits of me vaguely. unsealed, but no one dared to open me. …
Sonja Benskin Mesher
I write, I draw, I paint and make things. am quite patient, hold my tongue, but can't say multi disciplinary. easily
Michael Pick
Canada   
-KL
-KL
I love otters, photography, & happiness.
She Who Must Not be Named
Pea
first drafts// this is a meme page
billiondays
21/F/Indonesia    "What is the point of being alive if you don't at least try to do something remarkable?" – John Green
aar505n
Ireland    "We don't see things as they are, we see them as We are" A.N.
carbonrain
36/M/philly boy found in texas    It only costs twenty bucks to change your name.
Jessy Ivan Diaz
Minneapolis, Mn    20. Writer. Photographer. Everything written is a piece of my soul. I hope you enjoy.
Eliana
Israel    "Words aren't overwhelming me, they're just going into my brain and I contemplate them and then I decide I don't need them so I throw …
ohmyink
ig: ohmyink
Isaac
Canadia    Playing the cards I've been given and hoping that no one calls my bluff.
Mishika Nambiar
Mumbai    So, I write some stuff, think i'd be quiet good...
Patricia Arches
Nathan Squiers
Upstate New York, USA    Nathan Squiers (The Literary Dark Emperor and the author formally known as "Prince") is a resident of Upstate New York. Living with his loving fiancé/fellow …
amie
Minnesota    I dream and I dabble. My poems come from me, but they're not always about me.
Elijah Nicholas
Honolulu, HI    I will call down the fire, and then the rain.
look left look right
Singapore    the flimsiest of pretexts i am no poet find me at sleepyvodka.wordpress.com
Quinton Horras Yard
The Midwest    20. Midwest. Sad as hell. I have no money and it doesn't really bother me.
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